The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure.
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
(via neversandnowheres)
The thought of getting up at half six to go to work tomorrow makes me ill
My whole heart is yours,
         every pitter,
         patter
         and pause.
Beau Taplin || P i t t e r - P a t t e r (via afadthatlastsforever)